Yesterday was probably the coldest morning I have ever fished. Finger numbing. Today I gave up at 8. I almost had a stroke riding into that friggin wind for a mile and found 3 nit wits casting into the wind and catching tree branches. Got away from them fast.
I then went to another spot closer to work and got skunked there too. Only got 1 more day, Friday, till I hang it up but I'm happy as I got a good one on Monday, friggin November, to close out a fantastic season.
Didn't find my plug either.
